"Floating Heaven Palace in Baodu Mountain? Sorry, I'm ignorant and unaware of it, but if Mr. Wei cares about my pendant, then there's no need."

Chang Xi reached out and pulled off the black and white jade of the two dragons and rolled over the fingertips. Suddenly, the jade pendant symbolizing the Boyawei rank turned into jade debris all over the ground.

The Zhechong tribe has already gone to the main battlefield in the southeast corner, and these dozen of them can no longer use the Zhechong tribe number. Since the household is out, it is better to just end it.

The old man who claimed to be Wei Liucheng had solemn eyes. He was not from the War Department, but the famous Futian Palace, which is famous for refining and casting weapons, naturally has many War Departments to protect him. This token that symbolizes the identity of the War Department's lieutenant is the most important. How can he easily destroy it?

"When it comes to the Baodu Mountain area, it should be the place governed by the Central Ghost Emperor. Since you are all the masters of the weapon casting in the Futian Palace, how could you fall here? I hope Mr. Wei can give us a satisfactory answer."

Chang Xi burst into a sword and raised his hand to slid towards the rock wall. The hard granite wall was cut off like tofu, with a large piece of it smooth as a mirror. A large piece of granite was carved into a chair under the finger sword. Chang Xi sat on it, looking at a look of calming ears.

Wei Liucheng seemed to have grown a lot aged in an instant. How could Boyawei dare to act like this in front of him on weekdays? It’s a pity that the situation is stronger than that of humans. These fierce human-shaped beasts are no more than those mobs in Heiyun Village. If they really hide it repeatedly, they may be worried.

Wei Liucheng finally revealed the truth.

...

After the old man finished speaking for a long time, he quietly waited for Chang Xi's verdict to them.

It turned out that a war conflict broke out between the Central Ghost Emperor who ruled the Baodu Mountain area and the Western Ghost Emperor who was in charge of the Western Ghost Emperor. As one of the top weapons-refining families in the Baodu Mountain area, Futian Palace was occupied by several powerful war divisions under the Central Ghost Emperor, allowing the weapon-casting craftsmen of Futian Palace to smelve arms for their war divisions.

Because he hated the central ghost emperor's arbitrary method of controlling the inferior, the weapon craftsman who became the leader of Weiliu admired the policy of mercy that had been widely implemented by the new Northern Ghost Emperor after ascending the throne. So he took advantage of the night to join him and planned to travel a long distance across the war-torn border to join the wise leader.

Unexpectedly, what they encountered, heard and felt on the road was far beyond the imagination of the elderly who had not left the gate on weekdays. They soon lost their way through several dangerous encounters and fled in panic. In the end, the elderly were saved by a group of kind cultivators who were abandoned by caravans in the wilderness.

Wei Liucheng and the others were grateful and continued to flee with the memorial servants. Unexpectedly, they had already gotten the wrong direction and accidentally entered the area of ​​the warring forces' Ruzhong Mountain. Because of the large number of people, Wei Liucheng and others, who knew nothing about the skills of the wild march, were unfortunately taken away by the evil bandits in Heiyun Village.

The cultivators were taken out of the sewage puddle and all hid in a corner of the cave timidly, but one or two people plucked up their courage to look at the white shirts and the powerful muscle men on the chair, their eyes filled with the light of desire and hope, which was extremely shining.

Chang Xi's face on the chair was always as plain as water, so Wei Liucheng could not see any clues, but in fact he was already fighting against the gods and men.

"I'm going to hide it from you. We were originally soldiers of the Zhechong tribe, but for various reasons, the large army left us behind and rushed to the front line. Now we are rootless duckweed. If you are willing to surrender to us, then of course you can do it." Chang Xi touched his chin and said in a slight manner.

Wei Liucheng smiled bitterly and said, "A few old guys who are half of our bodies who can only refine weapons have seen this chaotic world and dare not hope that those who have nothing will be able to survive. It is already very good to have a life of no one."

Chang Xi smiled and stood up and stretched out his hand. Wei Liucheng hesitated for a moment, and then clenched tightly.

Many years later, Wei Liucheng, who had a lot of children and grandchildren in his later years, was already old and could not remember many things, but he was deeply impressed by the handshake that changed his life trajectory this time. He often lay on the recliner pillowing on the warm sun, crying or laughing, and talked to his children and grandchildren over and over again, how his long line of fate that was swaying in the wind and rain had a destined intertwined with that man, and his face was full of glory.

"Boss, what should I do with these memorial slaves?" Lin Changfeng asked.

Chang Xi looked at the trembling nurses in the corner of the cave and said, "Since I have agreed to Mr. Wei's conditions, I will naturally not leave them behind. Let's take them back to Sunset City and make arrangements."

Wei Liucheng looked at each other and breathed a long sigh. Although these cultivators were low-ranking, they saved their lives and could not ignore them in terms of reason.

The spiritual energy in Sunset City is thin and is not suitable for the cultivation of monsters like Daqing. Daqing simply stayed in the Wastewood Forest to concentrate on practicing. After picking up Xier and Xiaoyao from the valley, Chang Xi told Daqing to pay attention to some things, he led a mighty team back to Sunset City.

There were only a few dozen people when they left the city, and when they returned, there were more than a hundred people. However, at this time, the soldiers of the Zhechong troops were no longer seen at the gate of Sunset City.

Wei Liucheng looked at the rural street scene of Sunset City, which was full of rural atmosphere, and for a moment, he was a little unsure of the attention. The burly man wearing spiritual armor was definitely the lowest level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and even the long sword in his hand was the same level. In this way, there were three expensive sets of expensive suits that could not be equipped on a large scale, and the mysterious and extremely mysterious tattoos. How could it be from such a ruined place?

There are windows in small buildings on the street to open the gaps, and then more and more people are looking at the team walking towards Zhechongbu camp on the street.

They all knew this young lieutenant in the Zhechong tribe who looked more handsome than the immortals in the painting. They spoke calmly and were quick to do things. No girl in the house who was waiting for her name was not thinking about this lieutenant surnamed Chang in her heart. At that time, this lifeless sunset city was driven by the little bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

A man on the street who often invites Chang Xi to eat his own pancakes quickly came forward and handed over fragrant pancakes wrapped in oil paper. The man who has not succeeded yet doesn't need to guess too much, but he knows that there must be a few more copper plates in his pocket before he knew it.

The man asked softly: "Person Chang, a few days ago, we saw the entire Zhechong army leaving with two seemingly powerful officials, and never came back. There were no patrols and guards in the city. Everyone was afraid that the evil bandits would take advantage of the situation to rob them."

"Prince Chang...you won't have to leave too, right?"

"Prince Chang, what should we do without your Zhechong troops?"

"Brother Chang, don't leave!"

More and more residents walked out of the building and surrounded Chang Xi. Everyone's face was filled with fear and worry, and reluctance.

Wei Liucheng and several other weapon refiners looked at the scene of the military and civilians in front of him, and they all opened their eyes wide, and they couldn't believe it.

When did the War Department be so popular among civilians?

In their impression, the several battle divisions that occupied the Magpie's Cun Futian Palace, in addition to beating, scolding and humiliating the disciples of Futian Palace, forced them to refine spiritual armor and weapons for them with a domineering attitude. If they were dissatisfied, they abused torture. Everyone was angry, which was completely different from the Zhechong division in front of them.
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